Of Montreal - Spiteful Intervention lyrics

It's f**ing sad that we need a tragedy to occur to gain a fresh perspective in our lives Nothing happens for a reason, there's no point even pretending you know the sad truth as well as I Oh god, the morning light Sun rays bring my paranoia I can't function unless I'm the only one awake Rancor of our Last conversation that Forbidden word you Deform to Handicap me then Abuse your advantage I'm nervous my soul is returning to crystals Because your eyes are an agent of darkness There's nothing to fight It's just a bit of fait accompli I spend my waking hours haunting my life I made the one I love start crying tonight And it felt good Still there must be a more elegant solution Lately I'm rotted in the filth of Self offered agonies that really should Fill me with shame But all I have is this manic energy I lost my page in being the black stamped disciple in your heart collage Just want to celebrate me Need to suffer more Face our puerility Converts officiate Divides new stratagems to Disembowel our quotidien characters I spend my waking hours haunting my life I made the one I love start crying tonight And it felt good Still there must be a more elegant solution I know I'm upside down about you Your kindness feels like blasphemy or some sick education on the limits of humanity So I profane the laws of some Victorian garbage And listen to you smashing up my studio again I spend my waking hours haunting my life I made the one I love start crying tonight And it felt good Still there must be a more elegant solution Lately all I can produce is psychotic vitriol That really should fill me with guilt But all I have is asthmatic energy